Juice WRLD - Like Shit (Pump) lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Like Shit Pump lyrics]
Don't give in
Without a fight, lil' bitch, haha
(Joey Rock Marley)
Bitch, we ain't official
These hoes superficial
They say put the guns down
Went and got a brand new missile
(They got a gun)
AK-47 with extendo', pull up on 'em
Roll down the window
(Interrogate that pussy, boy
Fuck-nigga give me all the info)
"Gucci Gang" bitch, no Pump
My hand on my pump
Ain't no workouts over here
But my gun go pump (Pump it, pump it)
Drop out of school, no flunk, meditate
Up on these bitches, nigga, like Monk
It's a walk through the park
But it's not, bitch, i run
It's alright, it's okay, I
Don't fight, bitch, i spray
I'm on bullshit with all
Of these fuck-nigga like, ándale
It's alright, it's okay, I
Don't fight, bitch, i spray
I'm on bullshit with all
Of these fuck-nigga like, ándale
It's alright, it's okay, I
Don't fight, bitch, i spray
I'm on bullshit with all
Of these fuck-nigga like, ándale
It's alright, it's okay, I
Don't fight, bitch, i spray
I'm on bullshit with all
Of these fuck-nigga like, ándale
It's alright, it's okay, I take shrooms
Need an eighth feel like God in a white
Robe, with your bitch, feeding me grapes
Head so good, had to call a
Replay, call a Uber up, put her on a e-way
Scratch, scratch, scratch, don't mind me
That's them Percs, let me itch my face
(Perc-30)
Knock 'em down, domino, pull up with
A 40, Lilo, he get stitched, ayy
Live alone, die alone, VLONE on my fit
(Lil' bitch)
Balenciaga, no Prada, all on my kicks
(My kicks) i'm gon' dog a ho', grab
My dick like I'm Mike, no Vick
Not by the hairs on my chinny, chin, chin
Could a young nigga fuck my bitch
Feel like Wanda, maybe Cosmo
I could grant a wish (I wish)
Pull up on him, Grand Theft Auto
Chopper with that stick
That bitch go click-clack
(Tut tut tut) , put 'em
On the floor like, shit, ayy
Without a fight, lil' bitch, haha
(Joey Rock Marley)
Bitch, we ain't official
These hoes superficial
They say put the guns down
Went and got a brand new missile
(They got a gun)
AK-47 with extendo', pull up on 'em
Roll down the window
(Interrogate that pussy, boy
Fuck-nigga give me all the info)
"Gucci Gang" bitch, no Pump
My hand on my pump
Ain't no workouts over here
But my gun go pump (Pump it, pump it)
Drop out of school, no flunk, meditate
Up on these bitches, nigga, like Monk
It's a walk through the park
But it's not, bitch, i run
It's alright, it's okay, I
Don't fight, bitch, i spray
I'm on bullshit with all
Of these fuck-nigga like, ándale
It's alright, it's okay, I
Don't fight, bitch, i spray
I'm on bullshit with all
Of these fuck-nigga like, ándale
It's alright, it's okay, I
Don't fight, bitch, i spray
I'm on bullshit with all
Of these fuck-nigga like, ándale
It's alright, it's okay, I
Don't fight, bitch, i spray
I'm on bullshit with all
Of these fuck-nigga like, ándale
It's alright, it's okay, I take shrooms
Need an eighth feel like God in a white
Robe, with your bitch, feeding me grapes
Head so good, had to call a
Replay, call a Uber up, put her on a e-way
Scratch, scratch, scratch, don't mind me
That's them Percs, let me itch my face
(Perc-30)
Knock 'em down, domino, pull up with
A 40, Lilo, he get stitched, ayy
Live alone, die alone, VLONE on my fit
(Lil' bitch)
Balenciaga, no Prada, all on my kicks
(My kicks) i'm gon' dog a ho', grab
My dick like I'm Mike, no Vick
Not by the hairs on my chinny, chin, chin
Could a young nigga fuck my bitch
Feel like Wanda, maybe Cosmo
I could grant a wish (I wish)
Pull up on him, Grand Theft Auto
Chopper with that stick
That bitch go click-clack
(Tut tut tut) , put 'em
On the floor like, shit, ayy